Doing The Anti-Social Work

I was out yesterday at that wing place on N Garden watching a little of the old baseball action, when some heavy blonde chick from the Motor City sits down at the bar to my immediate right. She started complaining to the bartender Ginger about her day at work. Over the course of several minutes I gleaned that this heavy-set and barrel-chested blonde worked in the school system as some kind of counselor. She was going on about some little girl with cigarette burns on her ankles. I chimed in at that point and said "Well, when you start smoking at age 7 there's gonna be a trial and error period." She didn't laugh. Instead this Motown bombshell started talking about getting a social worker involved with the family of the little girl with cigarette burns on her ankles. I chimed in again, "I always wondered why there was no job called anti-social worker. That would be right up my alley." Alas, she failed to laugh yet again...

Later, for some inexplicable reason, I stumbled into Sloppys. There was some duo playing music. They were awful. Blah, blah, blah. Anyway, at one point I was coming back into the joint from smoking (and no, I didn't burn my ankle in the process) and this duo was between tunes. They were saying something about Mr T. I didn't catch the context. But I did yell out for them to play some Mr T Experience for me. Alas, they had no idea what the hell I was talking about. I really would have enjoyed this crummy duo trying to play the Mr T Experience's version of Can't Get There From Here by REM. That song is fucking awesome.

Moose & his crew were out at Sloppys as usual. They find me amusing for some reason. They tolerate my stupid and extremely esoteric ramblings. Whatever. Anyway, at one point Moose and I were out smoking with a group of guys and he started going on and on about a step-daughter of his and how strong she was (Moose is probably 60ish and this step-daughter would have to be in her 30's). I asked Moose the only sensible thing I could at that point, "Have you ever seen her topless?" Everyone standing around laughed. I was amused by that.

Speaking of Moose's crew, the guys in his crew who play in this band called Second Glances or something like that are gonna be out this evening at Village Tavern (on Westridge) playing their southern rock covers. I told the wife of the guitarist that I'd try and stop in at some point. It should be something to witness. I've been in Village Tavern a number of times over the years and the crowd in there is not exactly similar to the crowd at Sloppys. Different worlds completely. As for me, when I turn up, I'll be screaming for Second Chances or whatever they're called to play their version of Tom Petty's Even The Losers. While I'm not any type of Petty fan, I do like that song. And it is 100% true - even the losers get lucky sometimes...

Speaking of being out and about, I will be up in the town Elaine Benes is from over the weekend. In fact, you can find me tomorrow evening at the Patrick Bateman's on the Towson University campus. I'll be sitting (most likely standing actually) in with Nana's crew for the trivia. I hope like hell my silver-haired nemesis is there. That guy kills me. Either way, I expect a big group to make it out. As for the rest of the weekend, Luke from the Jacobys has already expressed interest in stopping by the cougar bar up York Rd on Friday night - always a wildly pitiful scene. And then there's football the rest of the weekend. It should be interesting...

Lawyer Jeff he knows the lowdown

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